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So yeah, I'm here, I'm alive.........but just barely.
My son, is like a 75 year old living in an 11 year olds body.
Mr. C's mom is a spiritual woman who thinks that families are stronger for having a church to grow up in and around and my mother and Gram, God rest …
they need me to play with them, read them stories, feed them….
Well ... Rewind 17 years to pregnancy number 1...my mom tells me: you should use cloth it's so much better for the baby... My immediate reaction was …
A store clerk asked how I was doing.
As I was running, I realized there are many things that go through my head while I am running on my treadmill.
Not THE best...I don't want her to mentally collapse while constantly comparing herself to others.
I choose not to say anything because I know that no matter what, someone is going to scream at me and tell me that I'm wrong and not give me a chance…